As a player in the game, I'd like to see a background for all applicants. I don't really care as much about the numbers as I do the character.
Charisma 18
Int 8
= Str
= Dex
= Con
= Wis
I've got this guy that was in a Wicked game previously. He's an Anti-Paladin(Knight of the Sepulcher).
Now here's the Knight of the Sepulcher link in case you're wondering what it does.
I'm interested, here are some rolls:
Focus: Str
Weakness: Dex
Con =
Int =
Wis =
Cha =
Hmmm not great I'll have a think. Any idea on when the dead line will be?
Debating what I might want to do and if I have time. If I have the time, I'll post with a concept and build.
Alright, here's Katlan, the elf necromancer. I got the crunch, and now I'm working on writing down the background and personality.
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I do need a deadline soon. The game is at a standstill, right now - so if people can give me the basics and backgrounds, we have more than enough applicants.
Let's give it a couple days - give me backgrounds and the basics by Wednesday, and chosen characters can be finished and polished by maybe Friday.
Can't seem to get ideas I want to play that work with my rolls so withdrawing interest. Good luck everyone.
Alright, there is a completed background in Katlan's profile. For convenience I'll post it here as well. If it's too long I can write a summary for you.
I purposely left the details of her deal with Thorne vague, as I figure that will be up to the GM, but I got her to where she'll agree to just about anything.
I have a few comments on Katlan's build. I built her as if the bitten feat were going to be free as Mordesel suggested it might. However, I can easily change that. In addition, no number was set for starting gold, I built her with 6,000 (WBL for 4th). Again, something that could be easily changed by removing items or remaining gold.
The rumors--
The rumors always have some grand claim. I don't believe this one any more than the others you bring home. Katlan looked at him, her gaze icy, eyebrows drawn close together, and lips pursed.
Harreniel grunted, fingering the five pointed star hanging at his chest. Yes, but if these ones prove to be true, they are far more dangerous to us. He threw his hands into the air, It's even said they're killing children. We must go, he said, looking toward the room where their child lay. The knights are on their way to Tarrin. That is certain. If they're not hunting followers of Asmodeus, fine. We return and we're still safe. But if they are . . . He stopped, letting the thought hang unfinished.
Katlan breathed a deep sigh, her jaw set. She nodded slowly. But I have to get my books back from Sarandra. You prepare, we'll go when I return.
Harreniel smiles, I don't suppose I could convince you to leave them? He shook his head, No, forget I said that. I know you'd sooner part with your hand then your books, he gave her a quick wink. Then go, I'll have Gerram ready when you get back.
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Katlan walked back to the cottage, plodding along with a stack of books in hand. She shook her head, her red hair swinging about her shoulders. This is pointless, she thought. While Asmodeus is not loved here, they would not resort to such. Coming over the hill, she stopped. She sniffed at the air. Smoke. Katlan dropped her books, indenting the soft ground with their weight. She began to run.
The cottage was a bright blaze by the time she returned. Katlan could see that the ground had been trampled by a large group of people, though she had no head for determining details. She called out, Harreniel? Gerram? Where are you? Worry creased her face and she barely noticed the tears that started falling down her cheek.
She turned fast, as a noise from the forrest nearby caught her attention. She ran to it. A small elf--still very young--sat in the bushes, curled into a ball. Her red hair a mess of dirt, soot and leaves. Katlan bent down, Gerram. Are you okay? What happened? The girl didn't respond. Katlan continued to question, but eventually gave up and simply held her as their house burned nearby.
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It took a few days to finally get the story out of Gerram, but once the truth was out, Katlan set herself to work. She took Gerram to Trebiniya's--Katlan's cousin--and left her there. The knights had come to kill Harreniel. He had pushed Gerram out the small window and told her to run. She had lived, he had not. But Katlan had studdied long. She knew there was a spell to raise him. Bring him back. No matter that it was far beyond her abilities. She knew that if there was a chance, it had to happen soon.
Katlan sat in the dark, straining her eyes to see if anyone were near. The mass grave sat only a few hundred feet ahead. She painstakingly made her way forward. She searched out his body, which took some time. She held his stiffening limbs for some time before beginning.
It took long hours, and she dreaded that she would be interrupted. But she was able to complete the necessary rites. Katlan waited to see what would happen. For a time, nothing changed, and she wondered if she'd done something wrong. She began to stand when she heard a low moan.
Katlan bent down to feel Harreniel's face, but it was still cold and stiff. She stood, looking around in confusion. Then she heard more moans. Moving back, Katlan looked about her. Several of the bodies were moving. Her eyes wide, Katlan cursed, By the unholy contract! Lay down, she said, her voice commanding. The bodies continued to rise and shuffle. She cursed again. It was time to go.
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There was the Princess' cart. Go, cut them off, Katlan said. Gerram stood and disappeared. Katlan smiled, That girl has grown silent over the years. Now Even though she knew where Gerram would be, Katlan could not see the girl.
Gerram stepped out in front of the carriage, 100 feet away. An arrow sprung from the neck of one of the horses, then the other. The carriage stopped. Katlan watched as Gerram stepped forward, Out of the carriage your Highness.
Nothing happened, Katlan's gut sank, though she couldn't say why. Something is wrong. She began to frantically look around, trying to figure it out. She noticed just as Gerram got to the door. No guards. Where were the guards?
Gerram opened the door, her bow pointed in. They cut it in half, You're under arrest.
No! The word was out of Katlan's mouth before she could think. Several guards started into the forrest, while a few more grabbed at Gerram.
Katlan ignored the guards coming at her and began throwing spells. A few fell, but they quickly bundled Gerram into the carriage. Katlan cursed, By all the unholy contracts! She couldn't cast any more spells at them without possibly hitting Gerram. The other guards came closer. Time to go. She ran.
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Katlan knew where Gerram was going. She was headed to Branderscar. She began trying to plan, but it was no use. Her mind was frayed to the point of breaking. She was so tired, and now she'd lost Gerram.
A cracking noise caught her attention. A beautiful woman with hair so blonde it was nearly white approached Katlan. Who-- Katlan started, but was cut off.
There is a mutual friend who has been following your work, the woman spoke. He would like to help you in your situation, in return for a favor from you.
Katlan breathed only one word, Anything.
Katlan's thirst for vengeance is intense. Everything she loves has been taken by the rise of House Darinius and Mitra.
Katlan has grown up a worshiper of Asmodeus, though until the purges it was probably an "in name only" type of thing. Now that she's been hunted for a few decades, Katlan's beliefs have firmed within her.
Katlan is fierce, and will not leave anything undone--even though she takes her time at it. She will not put up with disrespect or frivolity. Though she once a task is done, she is no stranger to celebration.
"Dominates players" you want me right?
Haha. Anyway here ya go- Cedric the Fallen.
Here's a character I made for another game... With lots of fluffy background material. For most information you can glance through the 10 minute character background in the profile.
While I enjoyed reading through the fluff, I am left wondering what your character is. We specifically are looking for a melee combatant and an arcane/ranged character. From what I see in your background, you seem more a skill or something similar. But I honestly cannot tell.
Sorry. I was looking to be your typical DPR rogue-like: slayer or ninja. Though he will admittedly have quite a number of skills given those classes.
Foc: Dex
Fob: Wis
Well with stats like that, I think he can be a pretty good melee combatant no matter what class he takes.
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Ok, after looking through the submissions and consulting with the players, I have a tentative decision. Though a meatshield was the top priority, Katlan caught everybody's attention.
We still need a meatshield, though, and that's a tougher decision. Morthos stands out somewhat, with certain reservations about the interaction between Knight of the Sepulcher and vampirism.
I'd like to keep the campaign as established, when it comes to that, but I feel pretty swayed. There are other excellent submissions, but I find Knight of the Sepulcher pretty interesting, so unless someone else really catches my attention, Morthos is in.
Cool. Then I shall keep an eye out and see if I can officially make it in over the next day or two.